Willison POV

“You and Mia. You’ve been living together for months now, surely the two of you are doing the horizontal tango by now. Everyone knows there’s not a woman on earth who can deny your charms. We all look up to you, mate. You’re our fucking hero.”

Willison tried hard not to groan. He’d never set out to be anyone’s fucking hero. He didn’t want people to only see him as the player who always got his woman. Besides, it wasn’t true. Plenty of women had turned him down, he just hadn’t let it bother him. If a woman wasn’t interested, then he simply moved on to another one...